Bastards LP

by Call the Cops

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  • Bastards LP - Gatefold with Comics and Huge Poster
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    First LP Release of the Band
    14 Tracks
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    Huge Poster
    Lyrics Based Comic Book

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1.
CALL THE COPS Call the Cops bring in the fucking pigs Call the Cops but then shut the fuck up an sit You want the city streets, calm and quiet like a grandma on pills You like the prone majority but you cannot stand our side-effect-elite The side effect elite So call the cops and call the cops and call the cops I'm sick as fuck of SUVs parked on my luck of draining blood to let landlords sink in surplus of misery why is your time precious and mine worth shit? of having fear so get the fuck quick outta here, now Bring the convoy, seek and destroy Your life is desolation so you bug mine
2.
Gun'N'Knife 02:10
GUN AND KNIFE At the very dead end corner of the chances of my life Scraping out the bottom of the barrel of my alibis I got blasted away by the strength to realize Nothing in my life went the way I can call it mine Years have been quietly going by --- and again as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown but there’s no rebound in decline --- you now realize I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back, What if the frustration cultivated a whole life breaks through a subjects arm at the kings court and just open fire Tomorrow we’ll be nowhere Tomorrow’ll be no goal, good Nothing I want to change, nowhere I want to fucking go Years have been quietly going by --- and again as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown but you won’t find no bound in decline --- you now realize I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back, take back my life For such a too long time my bare hands were used to feed Appetite for destruction, the Tenia Worm of greed resulting in a rough skin of scars and cut in slices now I'll try to protect'em wearing out some gun’n'knife Years have been quietly going by --- and again as you learn to rely on the rebound --- as you deep drown but you won’t find no bound in decline --- you now realize I lost all, enough to be fine with take my life, back, take back my life
3.
They Believe 01:33
THEY BELIEVE Here comes and old way to fuck up my life leash up my will, waste out my time Now thoughts I don't have about facts I don't care They rule conversations I neglect Bring me my dose, bring me my dose Bring me my dose I'm outta control Time passes by and yet people stands still As a shit-snake of lies comes out the screen So don't come and tell me we're trapped from the above We’re suckers willing for more Bring me my dose, bring me my dose Bring me my dose I'm outta control You think you bear it You think you out-fucking-last it You say you handle it You talk yet still deep in it You're still deep in it You're still deeply wound with thoughts you don't belong Make you love their control I'm not here to judge on the addiction you're in But when you do drugs you’d better know it And a shitload o'shit has been pumped in veins So just don't rely too much on the thoughts in your brain
4.
FUCK YOUR SEXUALITY In an endless battle for self esteem There's stereotypes and you make your pick Like clothes measures that must go for all Standardized edu-castration You're losing any clue as the time goes by Class of attractiveness Mirrorphobia, drugs against age All in all it just serves the machine The machine accepts once you forgot The identity with which you are born And treats sexuality as a side effect Of your own gender so now you should forget Side effect so now you should forget That we are born as perverts Sexually confused nice babes With one rule to follow is called respect So I'm sick of small doses I'm sick this time Let's break chains and see what's like To drop that shit and see where the fuck we fit We are born as modelling clay Willing shape through experience Till they stress us with church and fate Fuck them all just take your time
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WASTING MY TIME the Worshipping of clocks the Paranoia of goals It’s ticking and reverbs In the void where you’ve been led Once upon a lie, they set a ratio for you between cash and time, and time spent for yourself may cost ages of a you entrapped and enslaved, so Time is your fuel and yet time's your carrot In a vicious circle where you're a junkie and time's dope (Your) foot’s on the gas as you feel you move slow But the more you move fast the more distances grow Ratio’s been set and a pyramid’s drawn Your life is a debt cause your time is on loan And the roof and the crap you need to survive: Blood and time you owe to the pyramid’s heights Time breeds time to timer set time before time’s up in your life Time by time you race against time and it’s about time to quit such a strife Time’s the only good you got when you’re born in your bare hands they stole it from So now you can live a life of remorse just to get back what’s already yours What’s already yours Money is the Troy's horse for the slavery of time Time is money again in an endless loop line And birth to death your path has been set In a brainfucking system you can only blame yourself Fuck all this speed and fuck all your goals Fuck you dumb fuck, life is mine so fuck off Fuck all your bling-glamorized success goals The only war chest you can point is you in control You in control
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Ode To Riot 02:17
ODE TO RIOT All my friends are gone to bed, and by now I am a monster roaming a monster called my Town No freaking alibis, no fucking patronize, This the place that makes me sick, yet the place I wanna live It's a ode to riot, emancipate me in this fucking lie It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go The alarm siren moaning, it's my L.S.D. The sound of broken glass's my fucking O.S.T. First time I met you babe, you got me dopesick, ‘til I'm walking the streets of jeopardy, walking the streets of jeopardy It's a ode to riot, emancipate in this fucking lie It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go I'm no knight of Justice, I'm no lion 'cause Men want a world that's fair just if injustice they can't climb It's way easier than that, no rationality 'Cause I don't feel sick with society, just when I smash up everything It's a ode to riot, emancipate me to this fucking lie It's a ode to riot, tonight's Goliath on the fucking run, go
8.
ORIZZONTI DI OPPRESSIONE Speravo che in mezzo a tante facce di merda Qualcosa di meglio popolasse questa terra Gente per cui valesse anche soffrire Volevo trovare gente da amare Amare infine le mie conclusioni in una terra popolata da coglioni aspiranti bastardi bene che vada stronzi a mille sulla mia strada Rimbalzato tra caserme e tribunali Tutti uguali i vostri santuari Tutte uguali le vostre facce Sempre le stesse vigliacche minacce Sempre le stesse esistenze frustrate Condannate e senza sfogo Poco quel che resta di questo mondo cane Quello che resta lo mandate a puttane, voi Voi spaventati dal mio essere vivo Voi gli inventori di questo schifo Voi asserragliati sulle vostre poltrone Una volta rinchiuso farò meno rumore Ma non avrete libertà dalla mia reclusione Perché la vostra demenza è la vostra prigione Non avrete sedato un uomo che si ribella Avrete soltanto un uomo libero in cella...
9.
PUNK ATTITUDE

So the blue lights’ll come flashing my alleyway I’ll have locked up my door and be away You can now sell the land for my grave And give away the slavery you kept for me In a tattoo bearing my last will There’s a call for my friends about my remains “Bury me where the cowards don’t walk Where the bandits hide and watch the world from above” Real life My life Real life
This is not a fucking lifestyle I'm not here to match trends and jet sets I'm at war with the the “life” they want me to accept I'm at war with what they sell as "life" My guitar's a machine gun my mic is my knife My epitaph will dirt no magazine Even those who witch hunted me will forget my name And the one thing will make it through time Is this scratch on the vinyl left by passion and hate Real life
This is not a fucking lifestyle So get off you cunts fuck off and die
10.
BURN THE GROUND AROUND THE AMBIGUOUS CLOWN Seen all your lies, seen how you rise Fear is your shield, ignorance your meal Like a pack o'damn jackals on the bomb raid debris Lions-wanna-be cowards company Leave no fucking room Dictatorship threat, we'll never get rid Cause history repeats, when people knows shit And people knows shit, when shit's all they talk Blame it on the weak, blame it on the strong We don't like them all We don’t like them all - The weak, the strong We don’t like them all - Autocrats, agitprops We don’t like them all - The base, the top We don’t like them all Burn the ground around the ambiguous clown Who deprived me of the joy to hate Stalin's boys There's less shit you say when a price is to pay So claim you have no spine and sympathise fascist scum We don't like them all We don’t like them all - The weak, the strong We don’t like them all - Autocrats, agitprops We don’t like them all - The base, the top I’ll stand fine on my own
11.
Gattini 01:44
GATTINI Here are the tough ones who live a no fear life The mess in my head, finds order through spikes My body is a notepad of pain and death signs I'll tattoo my face, you won't look me in the eyes Lean the head on my shoulder you'll probably find death The bullets in my belt, say I know no regrets This is Raw Punk man, no jingling There's 106 skulls inked under my skin Still I can't really sleep well at night Not sure if it's a matter of speed or lice Being honest I think that I have one thought: It’s like my head is a plug in “outlet-less” wall So wouldn't you fucking hold my head tight? (Don't mess my spikes) Somewhen in life I must have kinda realised Teddy bears in this world, won't live without studs Like a heart that's broken you’ll turn it into stone But the love that's gone bad, it's my trust in the world Well then it's no wonder how precious are those arms Which keep my head safe when outside it's dark I'm the luckiest on earth I'm the king of the world My war is no big deal when I can count on your love And now all the evil in the world Can knock on my door and sleep on my floor Cause when you hold my head tight Hitler’s a puppy and death is a cake We are brave we are bright We are good to die in the fight Cause my house's in your arms Even if death's the price Mine mine mine mine.
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13.
VEGAN PROTEINS Say What? Sex beliefs? Stereotypes industry! Dropped at the first degree, where everything is set Forged with an imprint, you’ll never forget Toys to side the boys, between machos and nerds And doll-stereotyped girls, to stay one step back So one path in life Just stick by your side Wear the stereotype Is that alright? Then a few years later on you’re introduced porn Now Mr.Hyde has to do, what Jekyll thinks it’s wrong And so the girls have to choose between whores and brides Both are ok as long as they please the guys So one path in life Just stick by your side Wear the stereotype Is that alright? So now that you’re blocked in a world that’s all set You despise sexualities you just cannot get Lead by an anger you’ll never know where’s from Cause your own sexuality you just can’t confront But still you need some mouth to eat cum That is not your child kissing one And there’s no sex roles you can accept Other than those you’ve always been fed By the porn fucking industry Which by the way can be amazing But if you want sex thats do kick ass Just try to stick to care and respect Sexual performances are not some kinda law Something to account to those you even don’t know From slave sodomy to the lightest caress It’s all just about partner’s pleasure and care
14.
THE AGONY OF LIVING You feel so special, mistaken, kinda born wrong The only fucker in this world to feel so alone Sweating your guts out on the hunt for the missing piece But life's an equation you just cannot solve (It’s just) The agony of living somewhere you don't feel home The agony of living in a world you don't belong You feel so special, mistaken, kinda born wrong The only fucker in this world to feel so alone (It’s just) The agony of living somewhere you don't feel home The agony of living in a world you don't belong

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released July 10, 2016

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Call the Cops Bologna, Italy

A bunch of stinky drunkards got into a bar, met each other and got totally wasted and talked about setting up a very rough thing.
Most lyrics speak about the ossession of time in speedfreak society where you lifetime seems to belong to somebody else.

Fuck the cops. We hate them. We hope they die <3.
Fuck Fascism.Fuck Racism. Fuck Authority.
Fuck Sexism.
Fuck pretentious fucks.
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